Chapter 1292: The Fall of the Primal Pillar Stone [Three Watches]

Before Qinghe's words of stopping could be spoken, An Heqiao had already turned around.

Then he froze for a moment, full of horror!

The primordial war in front of her was all over the place, and the crazy spiritual magic was raging in every inch of land!

The mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, the towering main peak was cut off by someone with a knife, the palace was destroyed, and the sky was full of dust!

And even more difficult to ignore is blood. Blood stains covered the entire Taichu, and the sticky bloody qi floated in the sky above the entire Taichu, and as far as the eye could see, it was all black and red, which was dyed with blood by I don't know how many disciples!

An Heqiao's body shook slightly, and he was grabbed by Qinghe behind him.

She has never seen the end of the world, but if there is really an end in this world, then it must be the appearance of the primordial in front of her, right? All life is destroyed, boundless despair spreads, and every inch of the air carries the endless sorrow and unwilling helplessness of the primordial!

In the strong wind, there was also a faint roar of the primordial disciples......

Why...... How so...... The Primordial ...... My primordial ......

An Heqiao's face was blank for a moment, and then big tears slid down her face, she opened her lips tremblingly, and her body was like falling into an ice vault in an instant, which was a chill from her bones!

Qinghe Yunlei looked at An Heqiao, and then at the Taichu that was shattering, the pain of tearing spread in his eyes, and he tightened his five fingers.

This is also his primordial teaching, teaching him, and raising him, and now, the primordial is about to fall, how can Qinghe Yunlei not hurt?

However, her lover has been locked up for too long, and she must be sent to a safe place...... Come back and live and die with the beginning!

An Heqiao slowly straightened her body, her black hair was danced by the wind, she was thin and powerful, and her face was abnormally pale, but when she stood up straight, an inconvenient force emanated from her.

Qinghe Yunlei looked at Anheqiao in a daze, watching the Anheqiao he was familiar with come back little by little, as if these hundreds of times only existed in each other's dreams, as if he hadn't worked hard to plan everything in the outside agency, as if Anheqiao hadn't suffered hundreds of years in prison......

Anheqiao, the Anheqiao who will never back down no matter what difficulties he faces, is back......

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, An He had a hint of coldness on the bridge deck, she didn't see He Yunlei clearly, her eyes were firmly fixed on the beaten and broken Taichu, and she said softly: "I'm not leaving." ”

Qinghe froze suddenly, and his heart sank suddenly.

He opened his mouth, but looking at An Heqiao's side face, he couldn't say a word.

Qinghe Yunlei has imagined countless times the life after rescuing An Heqiao, they will have a house of their own, or they will travel side by side throughout the entire immortal cultivation world, if An Heqiao likes it, they can also go to the sea, go to the Endless Sea, the Heavenly Desolate Sea to see......

But now, looking at An Heqiao's resolute face, Qinghe Yunlei suddenly smiled softly, and he heard himself say: "Okay, don't go, where are you, where am I, we will never be separated." ”

Isn't that what you want in your life? Two people will always be together, no matter where they are in a carefree fairy world or a battlefield where life is cut off, as long as two people are together, they will be happy.

Qinghe and Anheqiao looked at each other and smiled, interlocked their fingers, and stepped into the battlefield side by side......

......

There was chaos in the beginning, and the disciples who had already entered the Void Boat obeyed the order and began to control the formation, while the disciples who had not yet entered the Void Boat were busy carrying everything that could be carried onto the huge Void Boat.

"Hurry up, let the people of Gu Yuntang withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible!"

"I don't want those things!

......

Qin Haoxuan had just brought the seriously injured insolence into the Void Boat and handed it over to Qi Yue and the others, but before he could turn around, he saw Qi Yue staring at the air, and he didn't even notice the arrogance in his hand falling to the ground, and he was shocked and painful to the point of being beyond measure!

At this moment, as if something grabbed the heart all of a sudden, everyone stared blankly at the air, their eyes were empty, and their faces were pale and terrifying.

Qin Haoxuan was stunned, he turned his head a little stiffly, and at a glance, he saw the yellow dragon that was pierced through his heart by a silver long whip!

In mid-air, Huang Long's right arm hung weakly by his side, and the left arm holding the sword was cut off by Song You's sword, and a red figure galloped like a ghost, and the silver long whip suddenly came out, like a cold long snake, instantly rushed into Huang Long's heart, and stretched out from his back!

The blood, little by little, flowed out of Huanglong's body, and then more and more, merging into a small river!

The disciples who were still fighting with the enemy forgot about death at this moment, and just stared blankly at Huang Long's lifeless body in mid-air......

The ruler of the Void Boat trembled with his hands and feet, and he couldn't even control the formation!

The primordial Optimus Prime ...... Poured......

Quickly rushed to the battlefield, but saw the scene of Huanglong's death in Anhe Bridge, and suddenly it was dark in front of him!

"Coach ......"

The two words of palm teaching are in everyone's throats, and they want to shout but can't shout......

The sect was attacked by the Supreme Great Sect, the Taichu Sect was fearless, the formation was broken, and the Taichu Sect was not afraid, but now, Huang Long is dead......

The Primordial Teaching...... Collapsed, the backbone of all the people of the Primal Sect...... Broken......

Boundless despair and panic swept through everyone's minds, and at this moment, they really felt the pain to the bone!

As soon as Zuo Mei'er collected the silver whip, Huanglong's corpse fell towards her uncontrollably, Zuo Mei'er frowned slightly, raised her foot and kicked it, like kicking garbage, and kicked Huanglong's corpse from the air to the ground at great will.

"Brute!"

With a roar of collapse, the Taichu Sect Protector Sun Wei and Ge Tian flew out of the Void Boat together, their brows upside down, their eyes red, and they attacked Zuo Mei'er like crazy!

With a roar, the disciples of the Taichu Sect came back to their senses, and then went crazy and slashed at foreign enemies!

The low roar of whimpering sounded like a small beast crying, and the mountains that had almost been flattened fell into a quiet sadness.

The two protectors roared angrily, Zuo Mei'er chuckled, her eyes were full of contempt, her wrist flicked, and the silver long whip slashed down in the air, and the two protectors exploded in an instant!

Zuo Mei'er's soft and boneless fingers caressed her silver whip, and her eyes looked at Song You obliquely: "I didn't want to steal your limelight, but Huanglong always stood in front of him, which was really annoying." ”

Song You ignored Zuo Mei'er, glanced at the direction where Huanglong's corpse fell, closed his eyes slightly, and then turned his head to the disciples beside him and said, "Bury Huanglong." ”

Zuo Mei'er rolled her eyes at the sky, but didn't say anything.

Wang Han looked at his hall master in surprise, and said hesitantly: "Thick burial? ”

"Little Taichu, when did your eyelids become so shallow?" Song You said expressionlessly, "He is indeed a generation of heroes, but it's a pity ......"

Song You knew in his heart that his battle with Huang Long was by no means fair, before he went into battle, Huang Long had already manipulated the big array for a long time, which was extremely consuming of spirit and spiritual power, and when the battle was due, Huang Long fought several of them alone, even so, he was still scarred by Huang Long.

Such a character, if he really fights alone, Song You is not sure that he will be able to get out of the way.

Wang Han moved his lips and wanted to say something, but seeing the appearance of his hall master, he still closed his mouth and beckoned someone to find Huanglong's body and bury it properly.

Song You and Zuo Mei'er glanced at each other with a tacit understanding, and then bullied forward and went straight to the Void Boat where the disciples of the Taichu Sect were!

Bang!

The long sword came out of the air and quietly appeared in front of Zuo Mei'er, and it was only at this moment that Zuo Mei'er felt an overwhelming killing intent!

Her complexion changed, and Zuo Mei'er quickly retreated!

Song You's brows were also slightly furrowed, and he wanted to block the sword for Zuo Mei'er, but as soon as his body moved, a chill came from behind him, and between the lightning and fire, Song You retreated in an instant without hesitation!

Zuo Mei'er and Song You frowned slightly, neither of them expected that the Taichu Sect would still have such a powerful character.

Standing side by side in front of them was none other than An Heqiao and Qinghe.

Hundreds of years ago, they fought side by side, and they still do.

The moment Song You and the others saw Qinghe, their brows furrowed slightly, and they asked very incomprehensibly, "What do you mean?"

Qinghe didn't bother to speak, just stood with a horizontal sword and blocked in front of the two.

"Huh. Zuo Mei'er smiled sarcastically, she raised her eyelids lightly and looked at Qinghe, "This just helped us break the formation, and now it's backwater?" I said is there something wrong with your brain?"

Qinghe's face turned slightly pale, and his eyes looked at An Heqiao with some panic.

An Heqiao stood plainly clothed, with black hair draped behind him, a pair of cold eyes, coolly placed on Zuo Mei'er, she said lightly: "You killed Huanglong?"

The corner of Zuo Meier's mouth hooked: "It's me." ”

Brush!

An Heqiao shot without warning, swept up quickly, and his five fingers curled up like eagle claws, with an astonishing fierceness, and grabbed Zuo Mei'er's neck!

......

The gate of the Void Boat had been closed, and in a burst of suppressed sobbing, Qin Haoxuan suddenly got up, his eyes were red, and there was no trace of emotion on his face like a knife and axe: "I'll go and bring the master back." ”

"I'll go too!" Xu Yu grabbed Qin Haoxuan's hand and repeated word by word, "I'll go too." ”

"I'll go too!" Yilan's little face was full of tears, "I'm going to bring Grandpa Huanglong back too!"

"I'll go too!"

"Let's go!"

"Avenge the Sect Master!"

......

The fireworks of anger and sorrow burned everyone's sanity to the ground, and their eyes were red and they roared with choked throats!

Qin Haoxuan closed his eyes, then slowly broke free of Xu Yu's hand, pushed her behind him, and then swept his eyes over everyone: "Stay the for me! No one is allowed to move, I'll go by myself!"

Qin Haoxuan took a step forward, and everyone behind him also took a step, he didn't turn around, but said in a hoarse voice: "What, don't believe me?"

Everyone looked at Qin Haoxuan's back, they didn't speak, not because they didn't believe it, they just didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Let's go out and fight, even if it's really dead, so what?"

"At this time, we can only stay here, and then abandon our home and run away, it's too aggrieved, it's really too aggrieved......" Zheng Qingming, the master of Bizhu Hall, couldn't cry silently, such a big man cried like a child in front of everyone.